It was the darkest night in winter that any cat could recall, although it certainly wasn't the coldest. The eye of Silverpelt had fluttered shut, which left only stars to grace the land with their eerie glow. Thick, dark clouds hung over her star dappled pelt and the biting cold seemed laced with tense anticipation.
On the ground below the heavens lay a wide river, its waters warbling quietly and gently. On one side of this river lay an expansive wetland that gave way to rolling grasslands and open marshes, dotted with the occasional willow, birch, or alder. On the other side of the river lay a dense forest, ringed by dense undergrowth and tall grass akin to a defensive line protecting the woods from any outside threats.
On the sandy bank near the forest lay a wide collection of boulders, laying flat or towering high above the ground. Some crevices and cracks sheltered the tender stalks of dills, and the occasional mouse gained enough courage to snatch a fallen seed that had fallen from the canopy above.
A few silent minutes passed before a rustle came from the forest undergrowth. Cats began to slide out of the foliage with their claws unsheathed and their ears pinned back. The group prowled closer to the rocks with lashing tails, and while some of them made their way into the thick of the stones, others climbed onto the largest boulders and crouched.
Just a moment later, several more cats slid unannounced from the river. Their sleek pelts shed the water with ease as they marched forward to meet their forest foes.
Each group hissed and spat at each other, their unsheathed claws glinting with star light. Heading the front of the river crowd stood a large cinnamon tom whose relaxed posture exuded confidence. His dark green eyes held a glint of contempt as his gaze swept over the comparatively thinner forest cats.
Only a heartbeat later, a small calico tom with a large, bushy ginger tail emerged from the forest crowd. Unlike the river tom, his muzzle was wrinkled and his ears laid flat against his head. Despite his angry appearance, his steps were silent as the two toms trotted to face the other down. The crowd quieted and tension hung in the air as the two toms faced off.
"Oakheart." The small tom struggled to keep his tone neutral. His large tail twitched, carefully being restrained from lashing in frustrated arcs. He breathed through his nose and straightened up in a poor attempt to appear taller than he really was.
"Redtail." Oakheart spoke smoothly. Unlike Redtail, he kept his calm and haughty posture, which seemed to please the river cats.
Redtail's deep amber eyes narrowed. "I do believe Bluestar has warned your warriors time and time again that the sunningrocks is ours. It's been on our shore for generations now, after all.". The forest cats behind him yowled in support.
Oakheart smirked in response and puffed his pale chest out in pride. "Really now?" He drawled mockingly. His squared head tilted to the side. "Because I remember that these rocks were those of our ancestors, and that they warmed their fur and hunted on them long before you ThunderClanners ever took them away. Not all that fair to claim these stones for your own, hmm?"
"Hunting my ass !" Shouted a small pale brown molly from the back of the ThunderClan patrol, "All you fat otters do nowadays is laze around and act like you own the place! At least we actually hunt here!"
Her clanmates shouted their support and yelled jeers and taunts at their enemies. The sleek cats behind Oakheart growled and hissed right back, but a look and flick of their deputy's tail-tip silenced them.
He turned back to Redtail. He raised a darker colored paw and patted the smaller tom's head like he was nothing more than a misbehaving kit. This drew offended gasps from the cats gathered behind him and made the smaller tom hiss.
"Now, chap, is this really worth the effort? I've heard quite a bit that your numbers are low lately, are they not? And here we are, strong, well-fed, and outnumbering your pathetic excuse of a battle patrol!"
He leaned in close enough that their noses nearly touched, his paw still resting on his head, and murmured, "So, what do you think is wise? Turn back now and save yourself the trouble, or get your scrawny asses whipped by us?"
Redtail chose to not dignify those words with anything more than a low growl, and barreled into the surprised RiverClan tom. Oakheart yowled in shock as the two toms interlocked in a fierce battle.
On cue, the two groups of cats launched at each other, hissing and spitting at each other as a colorful array of loose fur and blood splattered the smooth stones. The Thunderclanners positioned on top of the rocks leap down onto their foes, which drew yowls of shock and rage.
In a short amount of time, Oakheart managed to smack Redtail hard enough to dislodge him. Redtail ducked away and rejoined the battle, but before Oakheart could do the same, another tom pounced on him.
His new opponent was a far cry from the smaller but faster calico, towering over the cinnamon tom with well-muscled limbs and broad shoulders full of power. His thick, long dark brown tabby fur flowed in the cold breeze and the faint starlight cast a frosty, ethereal glimmer to his fur. His small amber eyes almost seemed to blaze in the night and he carried a multitude of scars on his pelt.
They rolled around in furious combat, locked together in a whirlwind of teeth, claws, and fur. Oakheart had the advantage of grace and quick reflexes, being quick enough to dodge several of his blows, but the large tabby had the upper hand strength-wise, and a well-aimed blow to the RiverClanner's head knocked the tom backwards, disorienting him enough to fall onto his back.
He struggled to his paws but was forced onto the ground, the tabby's large paws pinning his shoulders down and erasing any chance to escape. And any attempts to squirm away were met with long claw-tips only just digging into his skin. Not enough to truly tear his flesh but enough to serve as a warning.
Oakheart turned his green gaze up to
" Oakheart! " The tabby tom snarled furiously. He jutted his broad muzzle into Oakheart's face as his lips peeled back into a snarl. "How dare you hunt in our territory! The Sunningrocks belong to ThunderClan!"
Oakheart laughed heartily and sneered, "You ThunderClanners are denser than your trees! After tonight, this land will belong to us once more!
Tigerclaw's pale amber eyes narrowed into slits of pure anger. He lifted a paw and slammed it into the RiverClan tom's throat, harsh enough to knock the breath out of him but gentle enough to not crush it entirely.
Oakheart heaved and gasped for air, looking up at the ThunderClan warrior with poorly hidden fear and hate. The dark brown tabby tom chuckled as the tom heaved and gasped for air.
"What, run out of clever things to say, fishface?" He taunted. He leaned to the pinned tom so close that their muzzles almost touched in a similar manner that the RiverClan deputy had done with Redtail moments earlier.
Oakheart snarled indignantly as his breath finally returned to his lungs. He tilted his head backwards and yowled loudly with an edge of desperation to his voice.
Tigerclaw's eyes flew wide open. He slammed his paws into the tom's throat to cut off his cry, but it was too late. He whipped his head around and saw several RiverClanners slipping out of the river. They launched themselves onto the shocked ThunderClan warriors, their dripping jaws locking onto them like vices.
The tabby's muzzle drew into a furious snarl. Of course these fish-faces would pull such a dirty trick!
He felt a set of claws rake his cheek, snapping him out of his furious thoughts. With a snarl, he turned back to the RiverClan deputy. Oakheart was now free with his back arched and his tail swinging back and forth. But when Tigerclaw tried to retaliate with a hefty blow of his own, his opponent ducked out of reach and disappeared into the battle.
His narrowed amber eyes followed the tom's movement, but he knew it was better to let him run and direct his attention somewhere else. He dove back into the throng of tussling felines and scanned the battleground with calculated calm for any cat that needed an extra set of claws.
"Help! Help m-" The molly from before's desperate scream reached his ears. He whipped around and saw her pinned underneath a spiky-furred silver tom with distinctive black stripes. His massive, webbed paw was placed on her throat and his hooked claws dug dangerously close to her windpipe.
The molly writhed under his hold, but his other paw dug into her shoulders. A smirk played along the RiverClanner's muzzle. He cooed in a sickeningly sweet voice, "Aww, what'sa matter, ThunderClanner? Not so tough now, ain't'cha?"
Tigerclaw growled before launching himself at the RiverClan tom. The other tom barely had time to turn his head towards his attacker before he was bowled into the ground. Tigerclaw smacked his paws against the tom's face and clawed his shoulders. The tom yowled in agony, and the large tom took the momentary distraction to catch a glimpse of the small molly.
The pale brown molly's left shoulder had three deep scratches that oozed blood onto the ground. Part of her right ear was torn off, and her flanks bore a deep bite mark and multiple jagged scratches. She struggled to her paws and blinked gratefully at her clanmates.
Tigerclaw yowled, "Go back to camp, Mousefur!"
Mousefur nodded gratefully at the senior warrior and bolted back to the forest.
Tigerclaw watched the small molly go before he felt a searing pain in his right cheek before sharp teeth latched onto his broad chest. The silver RiverClan tom's teeth dug into the thick chest fur, and despite Tigerclaw's bucking and clawing, wouldn't let go.
He began to see red and snarled. The large tabby slammed chest-first into the rock floor, causing the RiverClan to detach with a wheezing hiss of pain. While distracted, Tigerclaw dug his fangs into the enemy warrior's shoulder and threw him down into one of the shallow gullies dotted around Sunningrocks.
The silver tabby gave a screech of pain and struggled to his paws. Tigerclaw approached the edge of the gully calmly to observe the enemy. The tom staggered to his paws and glared at his opponent, but instead of throwing himself back up to defeat the burly tabby, he ran off with a hiss.
Tigerclaw snorted disdainfully and flicked an ear. 'Such weakness.'
He turned around, fully prepared to throw himself onto another RiverClan cat, when he was stopped by ThunderClan's deputy.
"Tigerclaw!" Redtail yowled. He panted from the strain of fighting and (presumably) running over to meet Tigerclaw. "This battle's hopeless! We need to cut our losses before it's too late."
Tigerclaw hissed in outrage.
"You can't possibly suggest that we retreat!" He bared his fangs, "If we give up now, these rocks will belong to those fishfaces! They have enough rocks to feed our cats!"
Redtail's eyes hardened. "I'm well aware, Tigerclaw." He stated evenly, "But RiverClan's warriors far outnumber our own!"
Tigerclaw snarled and drew himself to his full, imposing height, towering over the much smaller deputy. "Your cowardice will cost us, Redtail. If we had this land before winter, we might not have lost so many."
The calico tom met his clanmate's eyes aloofly. "Tigerclaw, stand down." He commanded, "If your pride is too strong to admit defeat, then feel free to die over these rocks. But I'm getting my warriors out of here before we lose anyone else."
Before the large tabby tom was even given the opportunity to argue, Redtail clambered on a tall rock that overlooked the battleground of squirming, fighting cats.
"Retreat, ThunderClan, retreat!" He yowled into the cold night air. His tail hung low in defeat, but he kept the disappointment from his eyes as he stared at his injured clanmates.
The ThunderClan warriors gaped at their deputy in horror, but they didn't raise any complaints as they darted back into the woods. A few RiverClan cats gave a half-hearted chase, but by their smug grins, they knew they had won.
As Tigerclaw watched the warriors run, he had to admit that they all looked worn and ragged. Each was covered in several scratches and bites with harried fur.
Nonetheless, he growled at Redtail's incompetence. The young tom couldn't even win their land back. He stormed to the edges of the forest but paused as he leaped onto an old, moss covered log to look back at the battlefield.
Despite their own wounds, the RiverClan cats were cheering and whooping at their victory. Many of them recounted their attacks on Tigerclaw's clanmates and bragged about their prowess.
Perched on a boulder above the crowd was Oakheart, with a proud smile for his warriors. He caught Tigerclaw's eye and smirked, winking smugly at the enemy warrior.
The massive dark brown tabby's amber eyes narrowed and snorted in disdain. But he chose to leave it be and follow the scents of his fleeing clanmates, leaping over the log and running off into the night.
Later that night, the moon was just beginning to dip down into the horizon, and the first traces of milky daylight were present on the horizon.
In the middle of ThunderClan's forest lay a shallow, rocky gorge, one that the forest cats called home. An opening through the thick thorn bush barrier led to small, jutting cliffs that acted as a stairway to the camp floor. All around lay tightly woven bushes, burrows, and caves within the rocky walls of the gorge, where the soft snores and mumbles of sleeping cats could be heard.
On the steepest cliff in the camp that overlooked the entire gorge sat a regal blue-gray molly, with a silver muzzle and a long, arching scar on her shoulder. Her head was tilted upward and her narrowed eyes were focused intently on the night sky, almost like she was waiting for something.
But nothing came. The old molly sighed heavily and lowered her head, staring blankly at her paws. Her tail lashed in frustration and her silvery muzzle was drawn into a deep frown.
'Of all times for StarClan to be silent, why would they choose now?' She thought. She mulled over the long, harsh winter that had befallen their territory, and the almost comical amount of cats that it claimed along with it. So many kits and warriors had been lost, some from starvation, some to frostbite, and even more to the greencough epidemic that had ravaged their clan. She herself had lost two lives to it.
'I can only hope spring will be kinder to my clan… although this defeat certainly isn't a good way to start it off. What should have been a glorious win has now become a shameful defeat…'
"Bluestar?" A soft voice called from a few pawsteps behind her. The molly's ears swiveled backwards and she lifted her head. A few paces behind her was a petite calico molly, her sleek tail swishing behind her.
"Spottedleaf." She greeted stiffly. "How is Mousefur?"
Spottedleaf shrugged and padded to sit by Bluestar. "Oh, she'll be fine. She had a great deal of wounds, but most of them weren't deep enough to keep her in my den for long." Spottedleaf explained, "Now if she doesn't strain herself too hard with hunting or patroling and keeps her wounds clean, she'll be able to continue her warrior duties."
"And the others?"
"As long as they also take it easy, they'll recover as well."
Bluestar dipped her head. "Thank Spottedleaf. You're truly a gifted druid."
The calico chuckled awkwardly and jokingly smacked Bluestar's shoulder with her tail. "Oh, stop! If this keeps up, my ego will inflate and reach Silverpelt herself!"
She mrrowed at her joke but trailed off as she saw the leader's head turn back to the stars.
"Stars above, if you keep worrying yourself like this, you'll go completely gray next winter!" She purred good-naturedly.
Bluestar looked down at her with amusement gleaming in her eyes, although her face remained neutral. "It's a leader's job to worry, Spottedleaf. I would expect the same from you, with your charges disobeying your orders."
Her calico companion laughed and replied, "Oh yes, but I remember hearing all sorts of stories of you shrugging off injuries before. You warriors always disobey the poor druid's orders only to end up right back into my den!"
Bluestar purred, a small smile gracing her muzzle. "Yes, perhaps so. Although I like to think I've paid more heed to your warnings in my old age."
They fell into a somber silence for a bit. Bluestar gazed down at the camp, although from the faraway look in the old leader's icy eyes, she wasn't truly seeing the gorge. Spottedleaf frowned but let the silence be.
"Spottedleaf, ThunderClan needs new warriors." Bluestar murmured. "We've lost many lives over the winter. But there's not enough apprentices, and none of them are ready to become warriors anytime soon…"
The old leader's tail-tip twitched. "We'll need to look for outside help.". She turned to face the young druid and asked, "Have you received any messages from StarClan?"
The young cat slumped over in shame. "I'm afraid not, Bluestar. I haven't heard a word from them since autumn began…". Her eyes grew misty and her face screwed up in sadness, "I'm sure Featherwhisker would have found something by now…"
Bluestar blinking, regret burning in her chest; she knew she shouldn't have brought this up. Her tail draped itself over the much younger molly's shoulder to comfort her.
Poor kit was grieving for her mentor. He had only died a moon ago, dropping dead from exhaustion as he endlessly cared for sick patients. She'd only been made a full druid a few moons prior, and now she was solely in charge of the clan. Bluestar was frankly surprised she hadn't cracked under the pressure yet.
'At the very least, it's finally spring…'
They fell back into a thick silence, this time choked with grief and tension. Spottedleaf sniffled miserably and Bluestar let her lean on her shoulder.
The druid cast her gaze up to the sky, when her pupils dilated and a gasp tore itself from her throat. She stood, but her legs shook like they would give out at any time. Her hackles were raised and her plumy tail was puffed out like a pinecone. Her eyes held an odd white sheen, giving them a glazed look.
Bluestar's bewildered gaze settled into a knowing look. She had bore witness to enough druids receiving a vision to know the signs. There wasn't much she could do beyond waiting however, so she simply stood still and allowed her time.
And then, as if woken from a dream, Spottedleaf jerked awake, her pupils shrinking back to normal. She struggled to catch her breath as the violent shudders slowly but surely died down.
"It was a prophecy." She murmured. She still seemed shaken by whatever StarClan had shown her and her face grew more serious than usual.
Her leader simply nodded, her tail curling neatly around her paws. "Then tell me about it."
The calico pursed her lips, seeming to struggle to process whatever vision she saw. "I-I was in the forest, surrounded by a lot of other cats. There was darkness on all sides, and I could hear enemies all around us. There were so many!". She shuddered in horror. "Then…". She paused here, a look of amazement entering her eyes and a soft chuckle leaving her mouth, "It was so strange, but a fiery tom emerged from the cats, and chased away all the darkness. But he didn't burn the forest; no, it seemed like he was protecting it!"
Spottedleaf's eyes narrowed slightly. "And then I heard the words 'Fire alone will save our clan'..."
The young molly trailed off, still looking dazed but amazed by this vision. But Bluestar's hackles were raised and her tail lashed.
"Fire?" She echoed incredulously. Her ears flattened. "But fire doesn't protect; it destroys!"
Spottedleaf simply shrugged in response. "I suppose, but that's what StarClan's message was."
The regal leader didn't share her druid's conviction and stared deeply into her soft amber eyes. But there wasn't a hint of deceit or uncertainty in her gaze, only faith in their ancestors.
Bluestar blinked and then sighed and shut her eyes. Her shoulders sagged, suddenly looking much older than she really was.
"Then I suppose it's so." She murmured tiredly. She opened her eyes once more and stared at the night sky. "Fire alone will save our clan…"
THUNDERCLAN
Leader: Bluestar- Tall blue gray molly with a scar on her shoulder. Pale blue eyes
Apprentice: Sandpaw
Deputy: Redtail- Small, mostly white calico tom with a bushy dark ginger tail. Amber eyes
Apprentice: Dustpaw
Druid(s): Spottedleaf- Petite calico molly with a plumy tail. Pale amber eyes
Apprentice: Smudgepaw
Lorekeepers: Robinwing- Brown calico ticked tabby molly. Hazel eyes
Patchpelt- Black and white tom. Yellow eyes
Apprentice: Ravenpaw
Mossburr- Gray and white spotted tabby molly with long ears. Mint-green eyes
Warriors: Rosetail- Heavily scarred cinnamon calico molly.
Lionheart- Regal golden classic tabby tom with a thick ruff of fur and nicked ears. Green eyes
Apprentice: Graypaw
Tigerclaw- Huge dark brown mackerel tabby tom with a white belly and paws, tufted ears, and a long scar on the bridge of his nose. Amber eyes
Apprentice: Fawnpaw
Whitestorm- Silver and white broken mackerel tabby tom. Yellow eyes
Apprentice: Sandpaw
Brindleface- Pale gray spotted tabby molly with white paws. Yellow eyes
Cherrygaze- Cinnamon mackerel tabby calico molly. Green eyes
Darkstripe- Slender dark gray tabby tom. Amber eyes
Runningwind- Tall, lean pale brown mackerel tabby tom with a white belly and front paws. Amber eyes
Mousefur- Small pale brown molly with a white chin. Yellow eyes
Apprentice: Firepaw
Longtail- Lanky cream mackerel tabby tom with unusually dark stripes. Green eyes
Caretakers: Fuzzypelt- Black tom with messy fur. Yellow eyes
Dappletail- Lean brown tortoiseshell molly. Pale green eyes
Aspenfoot- Skinny pale golden and white ticked tabby moggie with darker ears. One amber eye, one blue eye
Willowpelt- Pale gray molly with a darker stripe running down her back. Pale blue eyes
Apprentices: Sandpaw- Huge, mostly cream dilute calico molly. Green eyes
Dustpaw- Short, stocky brown ticked tabby tom with a white belly. Yellow eyes
Ravenpaw- Lanky black tom with a white locket, tail-tip, and front paws. Yellow eyes
Graypaw- Large, fluffy pale gray classic tabby tom. Pale yellow eyes
Smudgepaw- Plump black and white tom. Green eyes
Firepaw- Lanky ginger ticked tabby tom. Dark green eyes
Fawnpaw- Stocky fawn tortoiseshell ticked tabby molly with a white chest and paws. Amber eyes
Perma-Queens: Speckletail- Pale golden spotted tabby molly with a white chest. Green eyes
Quailmist- Plump pale gray molly with black mackerel tabby markings. Bright amber eyes
Queens: Goldenflower- Large golden classic tabby molly with white paws. Amber eyes
Frostfoot- Black molly with a white muzzle, chest, and paws. Yellow eyes
Kits: Swiftkit- Black and white tom with scruffy fur. Yellow eyes
Lynxkit- Skinny, small calico molly with tufted ears. Green eyes
Brackenkit- Large golden classic tabby tom
Cinderkit- Round dark gray molly with a white muzzle, chest, and belly
Brightkit- Golden calico molly
Thornkit- Skinny golden classic tabby tom with white paws and a white chest
Elders: Smallear- Small dark gray tom with folded ears. Hazel eyes
Whiteeye- Very pale gray molly with a white muzzle, paws, belly, and tail-tip. One blind eye, other eye is yellow
Sparrowpelt- Stocky dark brown tom with a stub for a tail and a graying muzzle. Amber eyes
SHADOWCLAN
Leader: Raggedstar- Large, heavily scarred dark brown mackerel tabby tom. Pale green eyes
Deputy: Brokentail- Stocky ginger mackerel tabby tom with a short muzzle. Amber eyes
Druid(s): Yellowfang- Stocky, heavily scarred mostly gray dilute tortoiseshell molly with a flat muzzle. Yellow eyes
Foggynose- Pale gray and white tom with missing fur on his nose. Green-yellow eyes
Lore-keepers: Archeye- Dark gray tom with an arch-like white marking over his left eye. Yellow eyes
Toadskip- Dark brown spotted tabby tom. Green eyes
Apprentice: Cypresspaw
Pinethroat- Pale cinnamon ticked tabby tom. Amber eyes
Quietsong- Pale silver point molly. Dark blue eyes
Warriors: Scorchwind- Heavily scarred dark ginger classic tabby tom. Amber eyes
Amberleaf- Pale ginger ticked tabby molly. Amber eyes
Blizzardwing- White tom with black ears and a black tail. Pale yellow eyes
Apprentice: Cedarpaw
Lizardstripe- Slender pale brown mackerel tabby molly with very dark stripes. Green eyes
Frogtail- Small gray tom with a limp left hindpaw. Green eyes
Newtspeck- Tortoiseshell molly with shaggy fur and a missing patch of fur on her haunches. Amber eyes
Mudpath- Pale brown spotted tabby tom with white paws. Pale green eyes
Nightpelt- Skinny black tom with a nick in his left ear. Amber eyes
Apprentice: Starlingpaw
Clawface- Dark brown tom with black ears and three long scars on his face. Amber eyes
Applefur- Short dark cinnamon classic tabby molly. Amber eyes
Apprentice: Whitepaw
Tangleburr- Dilute tortoiseshell molly with tattered ears and a scar on her muzzle. Amber eyes
Blackfoot- Large, bulky seal point tom with heavily nicked ears. Yellow eyes
Russetfur- Dark ginger ticked tabby molly. Yellow eyes
Apprentice: Drizzlepaw
Sootclaw- Pale gray point tom with nicked ears. Blue eyes
Jaggedtooth- Dark gray mackerel tabby tom. Pale amber eyes
Scavengers: Mousewing- Black tom with white paws, and white chest, and a white muzzle. Yellow eyes
Thymestalker- Tall lilac lynx point tom. Green eyes
Finchflight- Short tortoiseshell molly. Pale green eyes
Apprentice: Hemlockpaw
Timberfall- Dark brown point tom. Blue eyes
Apprentice: Salamanderpaw-
Boulderpelt- Small silver tom with white paws and folded ears. Green eyes
Caretakers: Rowanberry- Plump dark cinnamon spotted tabby molly. Pale green eyes
Apprentice: Poppypaw
Wolfstep- Dark gray tom with a pale belly. Yellow eyes
Deerfoot- Pale brown point tom with a white muzzle and belly. Amber eyes
Stumpytail- Skinny dark brown tom with a pale belly and a nubby tail. Green eyes
Apprentices: Cedarpaw- Large dark gray dilute tortoiseshell tom. Amber eyes
Cypresspaw- Large dark brown mackerel tabby tom. Green-yellow eyes
Poppypaw- Cinnamon and white molly. Pale yellow eyes
Peatpaw- Stocky pale cinnamon spotted tabby tom. Hazel eyes
Whitepaw- White molly with gray speckles along her back. Yellow eyes, one eye blind
Starlingpaw- Black tom with a white chest. Yellow eyes
Drizzlepaw- Pale gray spotted tabby tom. Blue eyes
Salamanderpaw- Fluffy tortie point molly with protruding front canines. Dark green eyes
Perma-queens: Hollyflower- Sleek black and white molly. Amber eyes
Queens: Fernshade- Dark dilute tortoiseshell molly. Dark green eyes
Ashpelt- Small pale gray lynx point tom with white paws. Dark amber eyes
Darkflower- Slender black molly. Amber eyes
Kits: Oakkit- Pale brown mackerel tabby tom. Green eyes
Ratkit- Small dark brown tom. Yellow eyes
Snowkit- White molly with brown ears and a brown tail. Blue eyes
Bagerkit- Black and white tom. Yellow eyes
Midnightkit- Black molly with white paws. Amber eyes
Brownkit- Dark brown tom. Pale copper eyes
Littlekit- Small, pale brown mackerel tabby tom with a short tail. Pale green eyes
Dawnkit- Cream mackerel tabby molly
Mosskit- Brown mackerel tabby tom with white paws
Volekit- Gray tom
Elders: Brackenfoot- Ginger point tom with a gray muzzle. Blue eyes
Brightflower- Dilute tortoiseshell molly with a nick in her left ear. Amber eyes
Crowtail- Skinny black molly. Striking yellow eyes
Featherstorm- Fluffy pale brown mackerel tabby molly with a white chest and front paws. Dark amber eyes
Poolcloud- Small brown and white mackerel tabby molly. Yellow eyes
Dustcloud- Pale brown moggie with shaggy fur. Dark amber eyes
RIVERCLAN
Leader: Crookedstar- Large pale brown mackerel tabby tom with a twisted jaw. Pale green-yellow eyes
Deputy: Oakheart- Stocky cinnamon tom with a lighter belly and paws. Dark green eyes
Druid(s): Mudfur- Small pale brown tom with a darker back and ears and a long, jagged scar along his left shoulder. Pale yellow eyes
Lore-keepers: Softwing- Fluffy cinnamon calico molly. Amber eyes
Apprentice: Pebblepaw
Mallownose- Dark brown and white molly. Green eyes
Apprentice: Loudpaw
Owlpelt- Dark brown tom with white paws, a white muzzle, chest, and belly. Bright yellow eyes
Vixenleap- Black smoke molly with white paws. Amber eyes
Warriors: Ottersplash- Large, heavily scarred cinnamon and white molly. One green eye, one yellow eye
Apprentice: Mosspaw
Whitefang- Brown and white mackerel tabby tom. Yellow eyes
Beetlenose- Large black smoke tom. Yellow eyes
Voleclaw- Gray smoke tom. Amber eyes
Graypool- Dark gray molly with a silver muzzle. Deep amber eyes
Apprentice: Silverpaw
Sedgecreek- Lilac spotted tabby molly with an unusually long, plumy tail. Green eyes
Reedtail- Dark brown mackerel tabby tom with white paws. Dark green eyes
Ivytail- Pale brown mackerel tabby molly with very dark stripes. Dark green eyes
Frogleap- Pale brown mackerel tabby tom. Pale green eyes
Blackclaw- Black smoke tom. Yellow eyes
Skyheart- Brown smoke molly. Blue eyes
Leopardfur- Golden spotted tabby molly with a white muzzle and paws. Amber eyes
Apprentice: Icepaw
Stonefur- Heavily scarred dark gray tom with a pale belly and muzzle. Yellow eyes
Apprentice: Shadepaw
Mistyfoot- Dilute calico molly with a white chest. Amber eyes
Whiteclaw- Black and white tom. Yellow eyes
Grasswhisker- Pale brown molly with white paws. Dark green eyes
Chubpelt- Pale golden mackerel tabby tom. Pale amber eyes
Dapplestream- Calico molly. Green eyes
Caretakers: Willowswirl- Pale gray classic tabby molly with long leg fur. Blind pale amber eyes
Petaldust- Dilute calico molly. Dark amber eyes
Dawnbright- Pale cinnamon calico molly. Pale amber eyes
Apprentice: Heavystep
Springstep- Pale brown and white molly. Bright green eyes
Apprentices: Silverpaw- Slender silver classic tabby molly with a white muzzle. Pale green eyes
Icepaw- White molly with dark gray ears. Amber eyes
Pebblepaw- Pale gray spotted tabby tom. Pale green eyes
Mosspaw- Small, petite calico molly. Dark green eyes
Emberpaw- Lanky ginger and white molly. Yellow-green eyes
Shadepaw- Lean-muscled dark gray molly. Deep amber eyes
Heavypaw- Stocky dark brown mackerel tabby tom with white paws. Amber eyes
Loudpaw- Plump pale brown mackerel tabby tom with white paws and a white chin. Pale yellow eyes
Perma-queens: Greenflower- Pale brown classic tabby molly with white paws. Green eyes
Queens: Lilystem- Slender silver ticked tabby molly. Dark green eyes
Kits: Cricketkit- Dark brown tom. Amber eyes
Splashkit- Pale gray classic tabby tom. Pale blue eyes
Wavekit- Dark gray classic tabby tom with white paws. Blue eyes
Glowkit- Black smoke tom. Gold eyes
Shadkit- Pale silver and white classic tabby tom. Amber eyes
Elders: Echomist- Gorgeous, stout black smoke molly with sleek fur. Yellow eyes
Piketooth- Skinny dark brown tom with elongated canine teeth and a graying muzzle. Dark amber eyes
Shimmerpelt- Slender black molly. Bright gold eyes
Rippleclaw- Large silver classic tabby tom with tattered ears and a wrenched right shoulder. Bright yellow eyes
WINDCLAN
Leader: Tallstar- Tall, slender black and white tom with large ears. Amber eyes
Deputy: Deadfoot- Skinny black tom with a twisted left front paw with nicked ears. Yellow eyes
Druid(s): Barkface- Stocky dark brown lynx point tom with a nub tail. Amber eyes
Lore-keepers: Sorrelshine- Dark brown calico molly. Green eyes
Wrenfeather- Cinnamon ticked tabby molly. Pale amber eyes
Apprentice: Fleetpaw
Flytail- Pale gray and white ticked tabby tom. Yellow eyes
Eveningheart- Ginger spotted tabby tom. Dark amber eyes
Moor-runners: Ryestalk- Tall cinnamon spotted tabby molly with three claw-mark scars across her flank. Green eyes
Stagleap- Pale brown spotted tabby tom with white paws and a white tail-tip. Amber eyes
Harefur- Pale brown molly with a white underbelly. Dark green eyes
Bristlefang- Dark gray spotted tabby molly with a tattered right ear. Yellow eyes
Patchfeather- Large black and white tom with a scar on his right shoulder. Copper eyes
Fleckear- Brown mackerel tabby moggie with a white spot on his ear, and a white chin and white paws. One yellow eye and one dark green eye
Apprentice: Onepaw
Mudclaw- Dark brown mackerel tabby tom. Amber eyes
Tornear- Pale gray spotted tabby tom with tattered ears. Amber eyes
Meadowrunner- Lanky gray ticked tabby molly. Green eyes
Paleclaw- Stocky pale gray moggie with white paws. Yellow eyes
Tunnelers: Mistmouse- Small pale gray and white spotted tabby molly with small, rounded ears. Pale amber eyes
Apprentice: Tawnypaw
Rookfeather- Black tom with very long whiskers. Amber eyes
Mousestripe- Pale brown mackerel tabby molly. Yellow eyes
Apprentice: Webpaw
Tinyfang- Small black and white tom with a nicked right ear. Dark green eyes
Pochardface- Short brown tom. Pale green eyes
Dawnbriar- Ginger ticked tabby molly with white paws and a white locket on her chest. Amber eyes
Caretakers: Rushtail- Pale cinnamon spotted tabby tom. Pale green eyes
Doespring- Petite pale brown and white molly with large eyes. Pale amber eyes
Apprentice: Whitepaw
Morningflower- Stout dilute calico molly. Amber eyes
Oatcloud- Cinnamon spotted tabby tom. Deep gold eyes
Apprentices: Onepaw- Pale brown mackerel tabby tom with white paws. Gold eyes
Webpaw- Dark gray classic tabby tom. Pale yellow eyes
Tawnypaw- Golden ticked tabby molly. Green eyes
Fleetpaw- Tall, lanky pale gray ticked tabby molly. Pale blue eyes
Whitepaw- White molly with small ginger patches along her back and a ginger tail. Vibrant green eyes
Perma-queens: Hawksoar- Dark brown molly with a pale belly and chest, and nicked ears. Bright yellow eyes
Queens: Ashfoot- Short gray ticked tabby molly with a white chest and paws. Amber eyes
Kits: Hillkit- Pale gray classic tabby tom
Downkit- Fluffy black molly
Eaglekit- Lanky pale gray ticked tabby tom with a white chest.
Elders: Appledawn- Plump, curly furred pale cream mackerel tabby molly with a graying muzzle. Yellow eyes
Cloudrunner- Tall gray and white tom with nicked ears and a long scar on his left elbow. Blue eyes
Woolytail- Bulky, curly furred dark brown and white tom. Amber eyes
Crowfur- Grizzled black tom with white paws and bald spots. Yellow eyes
CATS OUTSIDE THE CLANS
Scourge- Small, lean black tom with one white paw and a red collar. Striking yellow eyes
Henry- Old, fat brown classic tabby tom with white paws and a dark green collar. Amber eyes
Poker- Skinny brown and white classic tabby molly with a bent tail and huge ears. Olive green eyes
Barley- Stocky black and white tom with nicked ears. Warm amber eyes